Lillian found it hard at first, sharing it with him. It wasn't easy for her to recall it without hurting herself emotionally. But at the same time, she found some weight lifting off her chest as she talked to him. The more she talked to him, the easier it was becoming for her.
"I am fine." She mumbled softly as her eyes found their way to his face. Her gaze traced every high and low of his face, turning around the sharp turns while she waited for him to speak.
Meanwhile, Blake was busy observing every inch of her cheek. Since he was sitting next to Lillian, he wasn't able to see half of her face before, and the other half was only smeared with tears.
Seconds later, his gaze hardened a little as his eyes found their way on the red mark which was marring Lillian's right cheek. He narrowed his eyes as he continued to stare at her cheek.
"Does it hurt?" He gritted through his teeth, asking Lillian about the stinging pain.
